Slowly wade into a lake, river, or creek. Feel the mud, slime, and goo between your toes. Yech!
Walk through a saturated field after a massive rain storm. Feel your boots sink into the muck. Yech! Take another step – right out of your boot or shoe! Oops.
The psalmist is beyond the point of no return. Stuck. Unable to move. Waters flowing around, threatening to overwhelm. There are some experiences we can’t adequately describe, yet we’ve experienced them. Being stuck. Feeling threatened. Overwhelmed by circumstances. Sensing we are about to go under for the last time. At times the people around us, once considered our friends, turn and attack for reasons unknown.
Often, as the panic builds, we struggle against the muck and mire. We exhaust our energy trying to break free. Crying out to God we wonder if He even hears. “I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.” (Psalm 69:3, NET) Crying out in fear, seeking divine vengeance, the psalmist is on the edge of total collapse. Can anyone save? Does God act? Though the psalm shares no details about deliverance, the plea for help ends in a chorus of praise.
Being stuck is simply part of being human. Experiencing deliverance rarely happens in the way we expect. Crying out to God can be wearying. Near the end of the prayer the psalmist expressed encouragement: “The poor in spirit see and are glad— Oh, you God-seekers, take heart!” (Psalm 69:32, The Message)
Take heart, you who are stuck: God hears, God acts, God saves.